In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: I Love You

Isabella leaned against Emanuele's embrace, fully aware that everything in the room was arranged by Grazia under Emanuele's specific instructions. It mirrored her previous apartment, creating a warm and comforting atmosphere.

"I admit that when I first saw everything in this room, I thought you were thoughtful, remembering the layout of my previous apartment," Isabella generously praised Emanuele's consideration. It was a rare normal thing for him to do, and she felt the need to encourage him.

Emanuele's lips pressed against Isabella's neck, his breath gently grazing her skin, causing goosebumps to rise. Not satisfied with just that, he extended his tongue, licking Isabella's neck.

His soft, warm, and slightly rough tongue glided over her skin, making Isabella melt into his embrace. God, her body had chosen Emanuele, meaning he was influencing her every moment!

Even though his actions were subtle and gentle, Isabella felt a fiery sensation throughout her body, making her limbs go soft.

Emanuele effortlessly lifted Isabella and placed her on the bed, proceeding to tear off her clothes. Isabella, dressed in a chiffon dress, felt the thin fabric easily rip apart under Emanuele's hands.

Observing Isabella's beautiful naked body, Emanuele felt a powerful surge in his lower body.

Emanuele pounced on Isabella, kissing her passionately. Soon, his lips found her breasts, and he bit and nibbled, launching a fierce assault until they became as hard as pebbles.

Isabella's breath quickened; she moaned, feeling every movement Emanuele made on her body activating every cell.

This sensation, it was this feeling!

Emanuele, sensing Isabella's tremors and excitement, felt an immense sense of satisfaction. The fact that, as the head of the Chicago Mafia, he could find joy in pleasing a woman so thoroughly was truly miraculous.

Moving down Isabella's body, he grabbed her thighs, spreading them apart. Emanuele buried his face between her legs, licking and savoring her excitement, enjoying her unique taste.

He could clearly sense Isabella's need for him.

Her hips lifted from the bed, rubbing against his lips. Excitement and gasps escaped her throat.

"Oh, God, Emanuele, you're amazing. I can't take it anymore," Isabella exclaimed breathlessly. She felt her body overwhelmed by an uncontrollable excitement.

Emanuele, watching Isabella squirming beneath him, wanting more, couldn't hold back any longer. He removed his own pants, positioned himself at her entrance, and thrust into her, fully immersing himself in Isabella's body.

The pleasure traveled down Emanuele's spine, making him feel like he was on cloud nine.

Jesus, this feeling was too exquisite!

Isabella sighed in contentment.

"So incredible, Emanuele."

Watching Isabella excitedly beneath him, Emanuele couldn't help but passionately kiss her lips. He loved this feeling.

In the final surge, Emanuele released everything into Isabella's body, holding her tightly in his arms.

Afterward, the two clung tightly to each other, skin against skin.

Emanuele stroked Isabella's hair, watching her with a hint of fatigue but a satisfied expression. In this moment, Emanuele felt that life and death were both worth it.

The ease of defeating their enemies made Emanuele unable to resist smiling at Isabella. "Isabella, I love you."

It was his first time expressing his feelings, and as he said those words, he found himself feeling somewhat uneasy. Despite appearing calm, he sensed a hint of shyness, and his heart seemed to beat uncontrollably.